The silence in the hospital room was suffocating. Vineet was still on his knees, his breath ragged, his world crumbling before his eyes. He had begged, pleaded, and cried, but nothing had softened the ice in his parents’ hearts. Nothing had brought back the warmth in Anamika’s eyes.
But before she could leave, something inside her snapped.
She stopped in her tracks, her fists clenching. The overwhelming pain, the months of suffering, the accusations, the betrayal—everything came crashing down at once.
She turned sharply, her eyes blazing with an intensity Vineet had never seen before.
“You,” she spat, her voice trembling with rage. “You have no right to cry in front of me!”
Vineet’s head snapped up, his tear-streaked face filled with desperation. “Anamika—”
“No!” she screamed, stepping toward him. “You don’t get to say my name like that! You don’t get to look at me like you care! You don’t get to beg when you threw me away like I was nothing! You have no right on me Vineet, NO RIGHT!!!”
Her chest heaved, her entire body trembling. The sheer force of her rage made everyone in the room freeze. Even Aarnav and Shakshi remained silent, letting her unleash what had been suffocating her for so long.
Vineet’s lips trembled. “I know I—”
“You know NOTHING!” she cut him off, pointing a shaking finger at him. “You accused me! You humiliated me! You stood there, with that woman by your side, and you let her question my worth as a wife! And you—” she let out a broken laugh, “you didn’t even stop to think before agreeing with her! How could you?”
Vineet’s heart clenched painfully. “I— I was angry—”
“Angry?” Anamika scoffed, her eyes wild with pain. “And what about me, Vineet? What about my anger? What about my pain? Do you even understand what I’ve been through?” She placed a protective hand over her stomach. “Do you have any idea how terrifying it was to be pregnant and abandoned? To be carrying our child and knowing that the father didn’t give a damn? No, you don't!! Tumhara ye jhoothe aansu, ye nakli pachtava aur ye girgirahat meri koi takleef ko kam ya dur nahi kar sakti, kabhi nahi kyunki tumhare diye ghao kabhi bhar hi nahi sakte. Tumne mere dil ko toda nahi hai, usse pathar ka bejaan bana dia hai.”
Vineet shut his eyes, fresh tears spilling down his face. “I swear, I—”
“Stop swearing,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “Stop making promises you’ll never keep. Apne ye khokhle jhoothe waade tum apne paas hi rakho toh behtar hai.”
A bitter silence filled the room.
Anamika inhaled deeply, wiping her tears. “You asked me once why I didn’t tell you about the pregnancy.” She let out a shaky breath. “It’s because you didn’t deserve to know.”
Vineet’s breath hitched.
Anamika stepped closer, her voice now eerily calm. “You said I was selfish. That I never understood you.” She met his gaze, her eyes filled with nothing but cold finality. “But Vineet… I did understand you. That’s why I’m ending this. Bahut roi main tumhare liye par nahi, wo sab galat tha, mujhe haarna nahi tha kabhi aur na haarungi. Thanks to you, ye himmat tumne hi mujhe di thi ki kissi bhi situation mei mujhe haarna nahi hai, chahe kuch ho bhale hi puri duniya mere against ho lekin agar main khudke saath hoon toh koi mujhe nahi hara sakta. Jabtak main khud ka saath dungi, koi aur mera saath nahi de toh bhi koi fark nahi padta toh aab main wahi karungi. Main apni zindagi khudke saath bitaungi and i know tumhare saath se kai guna acha hoga ye.”
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